You may as well live in hope as in despair
And not much point in complaining that life is unfair
To people who have their own crosses to bear
The people without any worries are rare
So few wish to know of you when you are feeling down
They prefer to leave you to be as a sad sack of the town
For you and your worries they do not have a tear
The sound of laughter is what they wish to hear
Those with laughter in them others wish to know
And their friends in numbers are known for to grow
But for the one who feels sad friends are so few
You may say to this tell us something that is new
By feeling sorry for yourself friends you will not gain
You may as well laugh than about life complain.
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